Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Setuna was surrounded by six demon kings' bellies and felt an unbelievably uncomfortable.

They all have the common denominator of red eyes on black hair, each wearing a black coat of different shapes. Only Edge of Thurst is exposed so intensely that I don't know if I can call it a black coat, and it's full of excellence, but apparently the other bellies don't care.

Given the character of the mail-of-doer, he probably thinks it's just useless to care, such as that much exposure.

Boys, girls, men, men, women, old men - I can't find anything in common or relevant from such a six-bellied figure. Dark hair, red eyes, and black clothes were the only ones in common, otherwise they were all variant.

Perhaps it is because of that that I even remember that feeling, as if it had been thrown into chaos.

I suppose the six-bellied gaze, which differs in thinking, opinions, hobbies and tastes, is now gathering in one Setuna.

I had no idea what they thought, what they thought, what they wanted and what they were here.

In the first place, I don't see why Setuna is here.

"... Turns out this is the demon world. But why am I here again?

When I asked no one, I found someone sighed.

Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping us in our desperate plight.

"Yes?"

"That's what you should be saying right now."

That's what I've been saying, Edge of Thurst. Perhaps she's the one who sighed. Setsuna asked.

"... why does that happen?

"Why, you have to explain this situation from scratch to find out,"

Edge of Thurst had such a look as a frightening and unbelievable look, but that's what Setsuna doesn't know.

Because that situation was not what we could still call the predicament of absolute fate, etc.

Though he was mentally depleted, physically, he could still fight, and he wasn't fully armed. We could afford to wield the power of the Demon King.

Sure, there were many enemies, and it didn't make any difference that it was a more difficult battle than forbidding them from killing or hurting that enemy, but that's why I'm glad to say that none of the losing elements are there.

More importantly, you don't have to kill them.

"No, because... that situation is in distress..."

"Don't be so strong."

"Strengthen? Me?

Setuna questioned Edge of Thurst but had to admit that at the same time the back of her chest creaked.

"We are your subpoenas. Together with His Majesty it has become your hands and feet, your armor, your weapon. And the source of that power is your heart."

Edge of Thurst stares straight at Setuna. Bright red eyes like a mirror copy. Red as blood, red as flames. The girl looks to Setuna, even though she says she won't allow her eyes to be diverted from it.

Then he was embraced by something from behind. The sweet fragrance and soft feel indicate that it is nothing but the mail-of-doer that has held me. As if to abandon the child, her arms are gentle and envelop Setuna.

"Yes, Setuna. Every time your heart breaks, every time your heart mourns, every time your heart bleeds, we also feel clearly."

"Your pain."

"Your pity."

"Your loneliness."

"Your despair."

The voices of the bellies sound like stabs in the chest.

"My despair..."

Crush, I'm sure.

(Right... I...)

You were desperate, I thought.

That's why I was forced to leave here, he said.

Desperate things don't have the power to fight.

It was clear.

The same goes for losing everything.

For Setuna, it was not an exaggeration that the Phalia were the reason for living in Iles Valais. It wasn't strange that at some point I was desperate because they had taken it all away, became enemies, and stood up with hatred and killing.

I was just pretending not to look.

I was just pretending not to notice.

I managed to stop about to collapse on the spot, but I couldn't help myself. I understood everything.

Therefore, Your Majesty has made his decision.

"Decisions......? What the..."

It's an invasion.

For a moment, I had no idea what Edge of Thurst was saying. but soon I realize.

"Invasion..."

Setuna looked around at the faces of her bellies in incredible ways. Of course, I knew a hundred times as well that there was no way Edge of Thurst could have said that in a joke.

"Invasion on Illus Valle"

"Attack Iles Valle with all the power of the demon world."

"And the existence that disrupts the harmony of this million worlds"

"Destroy Saint Emperor Miendia"

The bellies said so with their mouths.

Perhaps it was only natural, if not natural, for the chief demon king of the genus Devil, a conflicting being, to move towards its annihilation, than the Holy King has used the power of the gods and has become the user of the mirror of divine reason.

"About five hundred years ago, he gained great power and named the Holy King"

Six different voices echoed from the heart of his stomach, and Setuna, unwittingly, nearly lay low. It is such an intimidating and powerful voice, and it would also have something to do with the presence of each of the six belly hearts.

Soon the mail-of-doer had also freed Setuna, and she was also a fu.

Six bellies are unique, such as Fuku's opponent.

A million demon kings of the world.

"At that time, you should have thrown it away. Because we were so weak that we couldn't even be a threat. The power stayed inside the Illus Valle, and given the whole million worlds, it was nothing short. So I didn't even want to interfere with him."

If I looked up, the demon king was floating.

Its appearance, wrapped in black armor, resembling a fully armed and deepened form of fusion, combined with the majesty, pressure and presence of all the demons present in the millions of worlds just deserved to be laid flat, so that Setuna, as it stands, is only a human being, was also fearful. My skin, my skin all over my body, is poppy, and I am attacked with such a sense of urgency that I may have pores called pores.

Once, it wasn't comparable to when we met in hell.

"But not just this time. He has the mirror of divine reason in his hand and has increased its power to an unparalleled extent five hundred years ago. As it is, the harmony of a million worlds will be broken and every world will be replaced the way he wants it."

The demon king finally stepped down in front of Setuna. Being taller than Setuna and incomparable in neither piercing nor intimidating, the Demon King looked to Setuna with red eyes like blood. That's all I get attacked by the feeling of being seen deep into my mind, but, in fact, I guess you're right.

"So I decided to destroy him."

The Demon King declared with quiet as if the world were going to be silent.